Chapter 82: A Gun That Makes a Difference

Fu Cailin still looked sincere, and he looked unhurried when he spoke.

"I've come here for thousands of miles, how can I return empty-handed, not to mention that I have a disciple, whose name is Fu Junwu, I heard that she received two righteous sons in your Central Plains, and they should call me a master, but it's a pity that these two children died in your hands for no reason, how can you not repay such a big revenge?

It's just that the state of the little friend seems to be slightly poor, so that we don't have the opportunity to appreciate the style of your Excellency when you are in your heyday, and it is a pity that you are familiar! ”

Fu Cailin's face was sincere and natural when he said this, which made it difficult for people to have the slightest suspicion.

Wan Wan stepped forward at this time, blocked in front of Mo Wen and said: "Brother Qian, you first rest on the side, let Wan'er learn a few tricks, I don't know if a few seniors want to fight in wheels, or rush up?" ”

"Hey! We are here to get rid of demons, so naturally there is no need to talk about morality. ”

Fan Qinghui on the side interjected.

As soon as these words came out, the four of them gradually surrounded each other, Fan Qinghui faced the concubine, and the other three finished glyphs faintly surrounded the two in the center.

These three people were obviously so powerful, but they just hid in the dark and saw the battle between Mo Wen and Xiang Yutian.

Feeling that if Mo Wen still had the strength of Fang Cai, they would definitely die if they fought alone, so the three great masters of different camps had an unprecedented tacit understanding at this moment.

Seeing this, Mo Wen suddenly took a step forward and pushed Wan Wan behind him, this small action seemed to consume the strength he had accumulated for a long time, so that his body shook slightly, and it was clear that he was standing unsteadily, but his expression was firm and abnormal.

"But if Mo has a breath, no one will be able to hurt Wan'er."

Then he turned his head sideways and said to Wanwan behind him: "Wan'er go quickly, I will stay to block them, with your current light attainments, and the realm of your great master, no one in this world can stop you, as long as you get out of here, the sky will be high and the sea will be wide from now on, and they will not be able to take you!" ”

Speaking of this, Mo Wen's voice suddenly turned low, his tone was full of affection, as if there was infinite sadness, and he continued: "It's just that when you dream back at midnight occasionally, if you can spare that moment of effort, think about me, think about the time when there was such a person as me, love you more than yourself, and be willing to die for you!"

Under the Nine Springs, I will die without regrets! ”

Wan Wan's tears had already burst out of her eyes, she stood firmly beside Mo Wen, holding his rough big hand tightly, her beautiful eyes shot infinite tenderness, her voice was still gentle, but there was an unwavering taste in it.

"Ask brother, if you die, how can Wan'er live alone, let us fight side by side, if you can't win, it's a big deal, and in the next life, Wan'er will still be your wife!"

The pear blossom with rain looked like Mo Wen's heart was distressed and moved.

He subconsciously opened the system panel, looked at it expectantly, and then slapped his head abruptly.

Forget about this stubble, my favorability has long been full, play a fart here!

Thinking that for this performance, Fang just vomited a mouthful of blood in vain, and it was really a loss to his grandmother's house.

Just wanted to explain honestly, but when he saw Wanwan's crying pear blossoms with rain, his heart suddenly burst out, this matter must not be confessed.

So I turned my mind and thought about it.

I saw him arrogant and said: "Wan'er doesn't need to be like this, even if the husband can't use his true qi, with the dragon spear in my palm, plus an unparalleled divine power, I am still invincible in this world." ”

Speaking of this, he subconsciously waved the blade in his hand, but seeing that only the sunset section remained, he subconsciously injected his true qi into it.

Listening to the two "whoosh" sounds, the stars and moon surges have already flown out of the lake, and the body of the wind and fire dragon gun is successfully spliced in an instant.

Wan Wan was stunned on the spot, thinking back to Mo Wen's various performances after seeing a few people, she didn't know that she had fallen for Mo Wen.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

She gritted her teeth fiercely and looked at Mo Wen with an unkind look.

"Didn't you say that you can't use your true qi, why can you still summon back Xingyue?"

Mo Wen looked embarrassed.

"I ...... I saw you crying sadly, and in a moment's urgency, it seemed to stimulate some potential in the body, and somehow, this true qi was restored, this is not ...... Yes, this must be the power of legendary love. ”

In the end, Mo asked with a sworn expression on his face.

Where is Wan Wan so good, if she doesn't care, she will be chaotic, with Mo Wen's acting skills, she can't be deceived at all.

At this time, knowing that the lover was fine, his smart IQ recovered instantly, and he stared at Mo Wen viciously.

The three onlookers didn't know which sentence of the two was true and which one was false.

At this time, seeing that the husband and wife were entangled here, Song Que slowly pulled out the long knife on his back, and as the blade of the knife continued to be pulled out, his pair of tiger eyes were as bright as cold stars, shooting out a cold and incomparably fierce light, and his momentum continued to rise, becoming strong and powerful.

Then he shouted "look at the knife", and before the sound fell, Song Que was stiff and spine-bone, his demeanor was already mighty, and he raised his knife and strode directly towards Mo Wen.

It's useless to say more, it's not that you have to see the truth under your hands, but now you are bound to ride a tiger, and there is only one battle.

This knife can be regarded as relieving Mo Wen, and Mo Wen is embarrassed to be heavy-handed.

However, you are a dignified Heavenly Sword, a sword master in the realm of the Great Grandmaster, and you don't even have a forty-meter big sword, which is really a loss of identity.

Facing the knife attacked by Song Que, Mo Wen just stretched out his right hand and flicked his fingers, and when he heard the sound of "hum", the long knife had already reversed direction.

The knife qi carried on the knife directly cracked out a hideous knife mark with a length of a foot on the ground.

Wan Wan's angry voice came: "Look at it, don't break the house!" ”

Yes, since the last time Mo Wen said that he wanted to build a demon palace here, Wan Wan has already regarded this War God Temple as her home.

At this time, when Fu Cailin and Bi Xuan saw each other, they couldn't figure out the reality of Mo Wen for a while, whether it was back to light, or whether they were really completely unharmed, and when they held a spear and a long sword, they attacked at the same time.

So for a while, the sound of energetic attacks in the field was endless.

Mo Wen was annoyed with these three people, and he vomited a mouthful of blood, and while strolling around to deal with the attacks of several people, he commented casually.

"Yi swordsmanship, it's a mess, I don't know what to say, what are you stabbing in the air, are your old eyes dizzy?"

"The miracle of the hot sun, right, neither the flame nor the yang, hmm! It's a bit hard to use it for baking cakes! ”

"Lord Song's Heavenly Knife, what kind of 'there is nothing else besides the knife' realm, it sounds very bluffing, but this time I see the old love, and I have no strength to cut people!"

……

While commenting, he shook his head, and the words in his mouth were really bad, that is, with the cultivation of these three people, his face was red and white.

Murder and heart, but that's it!

After a while, seeing that he couldn't come up with any new words, although he had the heart to spray his opponent to vent his anger, his cultural heritage seemed to be insufficient.

Mo Wen pointed the spear in his hand, and the momentum of destroying the mountains and shaking the mountains was born again, and even more heavy clouds gathered in the field, enveloping all the people, and the three major grandmasters suddenly felt as if they were stuck in the mud, and their bodies moved slowly.

And Mo Wen's whole person suddenly turned into a fire dragon.

The dragon followed the gun, and the gun helped the dragon might, and it shot out, without any fancy, some were just fast, incomparably fast.

It was like a red lightning bolt across the dark night sky, and like a ray of sunlight piercing through the fog, it pierced through the chests of three people in an instant.

When Mo Wen appeared in the field again, the spear pointed to the sky, and said proudly: "The world's martial arts are unbreakable, only fast and unbreakable!" ”

The three of them had not yet fallen to the ground at this time, looking at the blood hole in their chests and feeling the passing of their lives.

"What kind of marksmanship is this?"

"Long Yun marksmanship!" Don't ask the Dao.

"Good...... What a fast gun! ”

"I would like to call Your Excellency the fastest gunslinger in the world!"

Mo Wen was so angry that he vomited blood, but when he looked at it again, the three of them had no breath.

Turning his head, he saw that Fan Qinghui had also died in Wanwan's hands, and Concubine Xuan was holding the corpse and wiping her tears.

This is the first time I have seen her beautiful crying appearance since Mo Wen met her concubine.